Huo Chenhuan looked at the three dishes, the soup, and a large bowl of white rice on the table.
His stomach, which was already 70-80% full, suddenly started to hurt. He silently made a deep mental note of someone.
Yu Ziyan, whose stomach was empty, felt an itch in his nose and sneezed.
Then, he crossed his arms and shivered. He had a bad feeling!
To distract himself, Huo Chenhuan changed the subject. "Did our employees do anything strange downstairs?"
"Did they do anything strange?" Su Yayan pondered for a moment. "No, your employees are quite nice and friendly."
Huo Chenhuan, "…" He was worried that they were too enthusiastic!
Without waiting for Huo Chenhuan to continue, Su Yayan had already pushed the food in front of him. She smiled and said, "I heard from Ziyan that you didn't eat much for lunch and didn't touch the food sent by the restaurant at night. You must be hungry now, right? Eat quickly."
"…"
